Today, she finally understood what a slave system was.
In such a country, a slave, let alone dignity, even their life is not their own.
She looked towards the three slaves with a sour and complex feeling in her heart.
She didn't catch what those young masters were saying, only seeing three of them leave their seats, walking over to the three slaves.
The three young masters each approached one of the slaves, and the slaves first knelt before them, saluting, then lay flat on the ground.
An attendant-looking figure walked over and tied a balloon on the groin of each of the three slaves.
The three young masters lay down, placing their hands next to the slaves' ears.
Ye Qingci, puzzled, asked Jian Shichu curiously, "What are they doing?"
"Competing in push-ups," Jian Shichu said, "They are doing push-ups on the slaves' bodies. Whoever collapses first, falling onto the slave and bursting the balloon tied to the slave, loses."
Ye Qingci: "…They really know how to have 'fun'."
